Jessica: One
A mirror in time my life has become, the doors to my soul open wide. What couldn’t I be? What couldn’t I find when boundaries fell to the side?
Anne: Rent
I wondered to myself, I wondered, who is this soul inside of me and what does it want?
Ethan: Marooned
As you get old you start pondering on the meaning of words like purpose, or love, or fate, or free will, and they haunt you with their reverberating nature, they turn up the dial on your mind until your hair hurts, they tilt your compass.
Amelia: In Utero
I’m streaming a river of feelings and naught, a river that weaves through my thought.
Barry: Groundhog Day
I hide my pain, I ride the rain, I exercise my life in vain. I see the shame, I fight the wane, I cry out from the tortured strain. My light is tamed, my soul is stained, the gladness in my heart is chained. My love is maimed, my self is slain, I'll fight till my last breath is drained.